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David R. Brock has served as presiding evangelist of
the church since the 2007 World Conference, after serving as a
member of the Council of Twelve Apostles for many years before that.
He and his wife, Carolyn, have a young-adult daughter. |
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Discernment
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Doctrine and Covenants 163
Commentary Series
Confess and Repent
by David R. Brock
It is not pleasing to God when any passage of scripture
is used to diminish or oppress races, genders, or classes of human beings.
Much physical and emotional violence has been done to some of God’s beloved
children through the misuse of scripture. The church is called to confess
and repent of such attitudes and practices.—Doctrine and Covenants
163:7c
During my early teens, someone gave my father a document about
the curse of Noah’s son, Ham, in the Hebrew Scripture (Old Testament). It sought
to prove that dark-skinned races were a result of God’s curse. During that time,
the early 1960s, Americans questioned racial segregation and increasingly
affirmed civil rights. At the same time, scripture was frequently misused to
argue for keeping a system in place that we now affirm was being dismantled by
God’s liberating Spirit as a horrible wall of separation and division.
That moment was my first major encounter with scriptural interpretation. When I
picked up the document on the curse of Ham, which made what seemed to be
rational arguments based on Holy Scripture, I felt I dared not question the
“Word of God.”
My dad said the document was “poppycock.” He said the author
didn’t know what he was talking about. Dad’s direct response and explanation was
just what I needed. It freed me to question, analyze, and interpret. Not only
that, but I began to understand I was required to do so!
Though it was far from systematic at that point in my life, a
model of scriptural interpretation was beginning to emerge. Guideposts for
reading Holy Scripture were being put in place:
Scripture can’t be used to oppress or control other people.
God is no respecter of persons. “Red and yellow, black and white, all are
precious in [God’s] sight” (“Jesus Loves the Little Children,” Hymns of the
Saints #223). If God loves all people our job is to uphold the worth of
everyone.
Scripture is treasure in an earthen vessel. Revelation of
God is found there, but it comes through humans—amazing, but imperfect and
flawed humans. It reflects the times and cultures and languages of the many
voices heard within its pages. It is not inerrant.
Scripture is best interpreted through the life and teachings
of Jesus, who came to serve, to break down dividing walls, to heal, to share
good news, to instill hope, to save.
Scriptural interpretation is dependent on experience,
tradition, and scholarship. We pay attention to our own life experience. We
draw from the wisdom of our forebearers, who interpreted the same writings in
their day. We use our own intellectual ability and the latest discoveries and
insights of the best minds.
Scripture is illuminated by God’s Spirit working within us—if
we are attentive and receptive enough. The same Spirit that moved on the waters
at creation moves in our hearts and minds to guide and direct us today.
So much confusion and fear result from misinterpretation of
scripture that one wonders at times if we dare enter the territory:
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Words of Pauline letters used to keep women “in their place”
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Laws in Leviticus quoted to mete out punishment for the
homosexual
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Prophecies in Daniel and Revelation misapplied to today,
going so far as to name the Anti-Christ and predict the hour and day of
Armageddon
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Citations from both testaments that “prove” the poor are
poor because that is part of God’s plan, or they’ve brought it on themselves
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Book of Mormon quotes implying the Roman Catholic Church is
“the great and abominable church”
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Arguments that the New Testament letters show the
acceptability of slavery, or explain that the Jews have suffered throughout
history because they never accepted Jesus as the Christ
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Genesis accounts of creation used to brand scientists (like
Galileo) who believe the universe is 15 billion years old as “destroyers of
the faith”. And on it goes.
But, alas, I am confessing what I consider the faults of others
whom I believe misinterpret scripture. I’m quite proud of myself, frankly, that
I do not use scripture to advance sexism, racism, homophobia, classism,
creationism, apocalypticism, or salvation for me and mine over against the rest
of creation. That sounds a lot like the man in the Jerusalem Temple who prayed
loudly in a prominent place for all to hear and admire, “Thank you, God, that I
am not like those other people!” Jesus was not impressed!
This scripture asks me to confess my sins, not the sins
of others. What about me? What is God asking me to confess and repent of
in my misuse of scripture? It likely remains for other sisters and
brothers and spiritual companions to guide me through my own blindness to a
place of confession and repentance. Meanwhile, I’m beginning to make out some
added guideposts that God may be placing along my path.
The answer to misuse of scripture is not to abandon it. Rather,
it calls us to go deeper into it: to argue with it as Jonah “argues” with Ezra
in the Old Testament about the “chosen” race; to note the different emphasis
between John’s interpretation of Jesus’ words and Mark’s interpretation of those
same words in the New Testament Gospels.
The answer is to grapple with scripture in the tradition of the
rabbis, who reached a tough ethical decision only after weeks or months of
discussion about a word or a phrase. The answer is to deal with new insights the
way Jesus did: “You have heard it said . . . but I say to you….”
Like Jacob who crossed the stream of Jabbock to wrestle with the
angel the night before he was to reunite with his brother Esau, we wrestle with
the text until it reveals its divine name. Then, like Jacob, we limp toward the
rising sun, “wounded” by our encounter with God (see Genesis 32:22–32).
I am guided to the work of dedicated scholars who have
translated from ancient manuscripts in Hebrew and Greek. I am challenged to keep
a Bible dictionary at hand, to read F. Henry Edwards’s commentary on the
Doctrine and Covenants, to read deeply in the writings of Geoff Spencer and Tony
Chvala Smith and many modern scholars who help me understand the historical
context of scriptures about slavery, the role of women, or human sexuality.
But I confess that sometimes I use the work of others and my own
intellect to distance myself from applying the scripture directly to my daily
life. Reading about scripture allows me to stand over it, rather than to “stand
under,” to “understand” what it is saying to me, asking of me, calling me to be
and do. Somewhere in the writings of F. Henry Edwards, as he calls us to study
all good books, he pleads with the reader to read the scripture itself: “Read
the commentaries and the dictionaries, but above all read and study and live in
the words of the text until they get inside you and do their work.”
I don’t know about your congregation, but I sometimes catch
myself thinking there are some sisters and brothers in my congregation who just
don’t seem as wise as I am about certain scripture passages. As a result I’m
tempted to use my sermon or my “brilliant” contribution during class to set them
straight on what God really is saying in a certain passage. God is asking
me to repent of that attitude. God is asking me to listen deeply enough, to love
truly enough that I can understand what in a life experience has led to a
particular interpretation that I find wrong or even harmful.
My task is not to argue another into the truth as I see it.
Rather, I am to care enough and listen enough that we eventually get to a safe
place where new insights and healing might emerge between us and in both of us.
That won’t always happen, but there is much untapped potential in those kinds of
encounters. If I could pledge that I can argue forcefully in class only if I
can, at the end, give a genuine handshake and hug and proclaim genuine love for
another brother or sister, we might be a stronger community.
This passage of scripture asks me to listen to those wounded by
misuse of scripture and to let the anger and hurt pour out without becoming
defensive or without trying to fix it. I have heard African Americans and
Africans who were “wounded in the house of their friends” because of misuse of
scripture and wish I did not know what has happened in our own Community of
Christ.
I was denied the use of a Native American poet’s poem at a
Temple conference because of her deep anger toward Christianity and her sense of
how it had decimated her own culture. I’ve heard the poor and suffering quote
words of scripture to blame themselves or another for tragedy in their family—as
if their lack of faith in God, or their sinful act or that of someone else, was
the reason God had taken their loved one by disease or accident. People of
financial wealth have been marginalized and unfairly labeled with words of
scripture. I know, because I have done it myself.
There is no easy way to apply ancient texts, or even modern
counsel in the latest sections of the Doctrine and Covenants, to our daily
living. It takes time and struggle and wrestling with the text and ourselves.
We’ll debate and disagree, as we should. But I believe that as I read from that
library of God’s encounter with humankind (God’s search for us and our attempt
to flee, to find, to be found) that I meet myself in the stories of the flawed
who suffer and cause suffering because of their waywardness. Yet God can still
invite us all to share in the peaceable kingdom. I believe God’s word is indeed
a lamp to my feet and a light on my winding path toward truth.
Make me aware, God, of ways I have diminished the life of
another through the misuse of scripture. Do not let me turn away from
realities I would rather not notice in myself and in Community of Christ.
Help me feel what others feel when sacred text is used to exclude. Help me
see my own loss of life and love in attitudes and practices that diminish
others. Then, send me, like Jonah, if you must, to a Nineveh to which I do
not want to go. Send me, because in my best moments I know that my welfare
depends on their welfare. Amen
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